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After her husband died, MaryBeth ran up a shit ton of debt and was about to lose her house, so Martin made her a deal. She sold the house in Indiana, pay off all her debt and he paid to move both her and Holly here to Michigan so they’d be closer. Bought her a very nice, albeit modest home, in a safe community about twenty minutes away from his own house paid in full including the yearly taxes as long as Holly was living there. From what he’s told me, she’s managed to nearly trash the place already and when Holly moved out to take the job, she pissed and whined to Martin about having to pay the property taxes on her own so he gave in and told her he’d give her another year to get her shit together.
Not damn likely.
Martin nods. “If I had my way, I’d move Holly into my place and keep her locked up. Jesus, look at her.” He looks pained as she walks past a group of the workers.
Two of our guys look her up and down and I see red, barely able to control the rage that is blinding me.
“Hey!” Both Martin and I yell at the same time, which snaps their heads up and toward us looking sheepish.
“Nothing to see here.” Martin stares them down and they both look at each other shaking their heads as Holly gives her dad a look.
All the guys that work for us know she is off limits, which covers my own outburst. Martin’s made it more than clear since he became a father, he wouldn’t hesitate to give anyone a beat down if they thought about touching her.
And I have no doubt that includes me.
If he knew the things I thought about whenever I think of her, he’d kill me.
When I close my eyes, I still smell that sweet cherry scent that she had the day I met her when she was seventeen. I think of her a thousand times a day. Where is she? What’s she doing? Is she safe? Is she happy?
Wondering what she tastes like. How her pussy would feel clamped around my raging dick. Not a day goes by I don’t stroke off thinking about her.
I’m horrible. Lusting after her even when she was too young. The years have made her legal but have also made her hotter than ever.
“Hi.” She comes up and Martin gives her a hug. “Nice party.” She looks around the room, catching my eye, then quickly looks away, turning red as she inches closer to her dad.
A little growl escapes my lips as I cast my own gaze over the room, watching for any other eyes that might make the mistake of lusting after what’s mine.
“We’ve had a good year. Wanted to end it in style.”
“Yeah, mom showed me the newspaper article. Congratulations.” Her lips part a little as her eyes meet mine, and she hesitates for just a fraction of a second before turning back to her father. “Is it okay if I stay at your place tonight? My car is still at the shop. It didn’t just need brakes, they found a leak in the brake fluid line so that’s going to take another couple days.”
Martin grunts. “I wish you’d let me buy you a new one to replace that heap of junk. It’s always breaking down on you and—”
“Dad…” She huffs, turning red, and I want her to blush like that for me. I try to push the thought of her on her knees looking up at me with those wide, innocent brown eyes.
“I know, I know, you bought that car for yourself. How did you get here, anyway? I hope you didn’t walk.”
“Mom dropped me off. So, about staying at yours…?”
“You don’t even have to ask, sweetheart, you know I always have a room ready for you.”
“Thank you.” As she looks my way, her sweet scent hits me directly in the balls, and suddenly I’m on edge. “Mom’s having some friends over and I’d just rather not be there.”
Martin nods and I stare, making her look down and away as I battle the overwhelming need to reach out and pull her next to me, right here in front of everyone.
I’ve done everything I know how to do to rid myself of my obsession with my best friend’s daughter, but I’ve failed.
Hard.
Two
Holly
AS SHITTY AS IT WAS to lose my first real job as a photographer for a small local paper in Philadelphia, deep down there was this little flutter of a thrill knowing I would be seeing Cole again.
My Dad’s business partner and best friend.
The man I’ve not been able to stop fantasizing about since my father introduced us when I was just seventeen.
The man who is nearly two decades older than me, but the only man who has ever made me cum.
